Until The Day Is Done
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The battle's been lost, the war is not won
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An addled republic, a bitter refund
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The business first flat earthers licking their wounds
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The verdict is dire, the country's in ruins
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Providence blinked, facing the sun
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Where are we left to carry on
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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As we've written our stories to entertain
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These notions of glory and bull market gain
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The teleprompt flutters, the power surge brings
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An easy speed message falls into routine
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Providence blinked, facing the sun
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Where are we left to carry on
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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A voice whispers ¡°Son,
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The blessed vision comes.¡±
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What have I done
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What have I done
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So hold tight your babies and your guns
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Forgive us our trespasses, father and son
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Providence blinked, facing the sun
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Where are we left to carry on
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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Until the day is done
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Until The Day Is Done
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R.E.M. |